There was a prolonged moment of silence on the other end. San let herself relax, slowly rising to her feet on unsteady legs. She flashed a sly smile toward the thicket, then began making her way back to her den, purposefully walking with a deliberate sway, knowing he was likely gazing at her enticing rear. San was confident in her allure and understood the power she held over him.

Entering Ustal's den, San discovered him already in bed, patiently awaiting her arrival. Most bear-man dens were modest unless they housed cubs. Despite his status, Ustal's den provided just enough comfort for two. An open skylight allowed rainwater to drain naturally...